Chapter 1057 Everyone Has to Make a Choice for the Sake of the Family

"Welcome", just after expressing his dissatisfaction with the wizards to William, Philip greeted three white-bearded old men and two young wizards with a smile on his face.

William only glanced at the bearded Harry Potter and Hermione Granger who followed him, and no longer paid attention to these wizards, waiting for them to come to him.

He smiled and said to Prince Charles who had calmed down, "Your Highness, this is my gift for you."

Looking at William and Selina with empty hands, Charles saw a wooden box floating in front of him out of thin air before he could be surprised.

Charles, whose heartbeat accelerated, looked helplessly at the smiling William and sighed, "Even if I already know that you are a great magician, when I really see it, I still can't accept the fact that the technological genius suddenly turned into a magic genius."

Taking the wooden box, Charles unexpectedly found that the box was quite heavy.

Pushing the lid open with one hand, he saw three bottles of wine engraved with the pattern of Devonshire Castle, and asked happily, "Is this the kind of wine Richard mentioned in the first item?"

"If you like, you can come to my house often in the future", William nodded with a smile, and then saw Richard and Philip's butler walked in together.

"Sorry, William, I just went to rest for a while", Richard, with a slightly red face and no apology, saw the wooden box in Charles's hand, and his eyes immediately lit up.

He reached out to pick up the bottle of wine to check it, but before he reached halfway, he was secretly blocked by Philip's old butler,

Then he took the wooden box first and said to Charles, "Sorry, Your Highness, Grand Duke of Devonshire, this is my fault, and it is my duty as a butler to receive gifts."

After that, he bowed slightly to Richard apologetically, and then slowly stepped back a few meters with the box before turning around and leaving.

Richard shook his head helplessly, "It seems that I shouldn't talk too much, otherwise I will definitely have a good drink tonight."

"What do you mean by a nice drink?"

Philip, who came over with the people from the Ministry of Magic, asked knowingly, "William, I heard that your winery not only had a good harvest this year, but the red wine it brewed was also rated the highest.

Don't you plan to share the joy of the harvest with me, your elder, and these friends?"

"No problem," he snapped his fingers, and a box of new wine from Chateau Latour appeared on the long table in the living room, "A little gift, I hope you will like it."

"Why are you so stingy?"

When the old fox present was disappointed, Hermione, who had drunk the magic wine, muttered in a low voice, and William pretended not to hear it, and asked with a smile, "Should we talk about business first, or..."

"Of course, we should eat first," seeing that William was not provoked at all, Philip could only ask the butler to take out the three bottles of magic wine and send them to the table.

Walking into the restaurant, he finally saw Princess Diane with the servants setting up dinner. After another round of greetings, everyone sat down with a smile, waiting for the dishes to be served, and stared at the old butler to open the wine.

As soon as the bottle was opened, a natural scent spread to everyone's nose.

The three old wizards who felt the most, after staring at the bottle for a few seconds, looked at William with shining eyes.

"Mr. Devonshire, do you plan to sell this red wine?"

"One million pounds a bottle", William, who wanted to refuse, directly said a very high price, and if they could accept this price,

William would not mind taking the opportunity to create a big momentum for his own winery.

Maybe in a few years, the world's top five wineries will become Latour and Margaux's internal struggle.

Hearing this price, except Hermione and Richard, everyone else rolled their eyes, and even the old butler who opened the wine couldn't help but pause for a second or two before continuing to open the wine as if nothing had happened.

Hermione was excited that she could drink three glasses for free every week, which was almost a bottle of sky-high wine worth one million pounds.

Not only that, there were three classes a week, and each time she attended, it was a hundred 100-gram Devonshire gold coins.

Thinking of this, Hermione looked at William with an inexplicable light.

For William, there was no difference between one ton of gold and 1.56 tons. It was a great deal to win over a future Minister of Magic with this little money.

Even if Hermione could not become the Minister of Magic in the future, she could influence many young wizards.

On the other hand, Richard calculated that if he drank one bottle a month, wouldn't that mean a salary of 12 million pounds a year?

Moreover, this kind of income was completely legal. If it was sold to wizards, they might even get some magic items that they had been coveting for a long time.

Therefore, Richard did not even think of revealing William's previous statement of 100,000 per bottle. Instead, he looked at William with shining eyes,

and calmly tasted the red wine in his glass at a speed that seemed slow, but was actually one or two times faster than others.

He planned to finish drinking first and force Philip's old butler to add more wine for himself.

The three old wizards still despised William for being completely obsessed with money, but when they drank the first sip, they silently wondered whether they should bear the pain and sell some magic items, buying three or four bottles every year?

The one who was most distressed was probably Prince Charles. Although he cared about the three million pounds, he cared more about the effect of this wine on the body.

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After a dinner that made some people happy and some people depressed, William watched Selina being pulled away by Princess Diane to chat, and then followed Philip and his group to the second floor of the villa.

Looking at Wilson, who followed him, William slowed down and reminded, "There will be no compassion in the extraordinary world, let alone care about your identity. Do you really intend to hit in?"

Feeling William's goodwill, Wilson slowed down again. After waiting for the other people for five or six meters, he whispered helplessly, "After Grandfather got your first to become the elder, do you think I can hide in the future?

After the other noble children joined, how can I get their recognition if I do not join, and the English people are not so embarrassed to the nobles and our family. "

"This ...", William shook his head helplessly. As the only ordinary person who could be regarded as a friend, William did not want Wilson to accident, but he could not stop him from making good choices for the family.

"After today, I will find a coach for you." William thought about saying, "Forget it, let you know what you will face first."

After a noise, Waiting for the two ugly dogs in the villa, Freddy and Fisher appeared at his feet.

"Seeing ghosts," Wilson, who was ugly by a bully and bullfighting dog, took a deep breath and asked complained, "Your taste is not good,

If you want to raise dogs, Bit, Charlie King Xiaoche, Big, Su Mu, Corgi, even the bull head stalk is better than the bully and bullfighting. "

"Oh, this is not what I chose," William squinted, "this is what they chose."

"I chose it myself?" Wilson stunned for a moment, and suddenly asked nervously, "No, you mean they are not dogs at all?"

"What do you say?"

William blown a whistle, and the paws of the two ugly dogs gradually became longer, and a few claws were scratched on the floor, and Wilson, who was frightened, took a few steps back.